Discernment of Doors

I have often prayed, “God, only open the doors you have for me and close everything else,” but for some reason, I have walked through countless doors that weren’t meant for me to walk through, and I’m not sure how that happened. Well, actually, I “know”…just some things aren’t MEANT for Facebook, but if you ask me, I’ll tell you.

Some of you may know that I almost married a man who hated my laughter, thought I was a bad mother, and didn’t like my kids, and that’s only PART of the list of things that were “wrong” with me, yet I said ‘yes’ to almost spending the rest of my life with him. Continue reading

“Take a Bow”

one by one
they filed through the door
no one looked familiar

one by one
they filed through the door
none were my friends

one
by
one

no one

the performance had started
maybe they were in the back
kneeling down behind a tree

walking through the space
no one looked familiar
smiling at strangers

no one

the final piece
flowed together
like a forest

we all joined hands
and bowed together
friends and family surrounding dancers

and there I stood
alone

no one came

To Never Be Alone

Yesterday morning, as I was walking up a slight hill towards work, I noticed a homeless man named Cedric walking down toward my direction from across the way. I hollered to him, and he hollered back. I turned the corner, and as I was walking, I could hear his shopping cart advancing at a quicker pace than my step, so I slowed down, so he’d be able to catch up, and he did.  Continue reading